My mama ask me why I'm late

Got another date

There is no selfless without conversation

Just a couple ghost with me

I must not think the world to sleep

Cause diet coke is more of a sensation

You whisper that the hard ways sells

Majority rules anyway

They say it's ? the virtue in my soul

Cause if so I might end up in hell

My mama ask me why I'm late

Got another date

And I know what she's thinking

Say you coming over for a couple hours

Ringing me out and going right back

I keep drinking

And I think the world gives way to love

Afraid we've all had enough

Another round of silver cups

Swear I'm just trying to buff you up

Day and night, you were by my side

Every time, I looked up you were right

You maybe think I was wrong

I, I, I, I, I, I fell in love with the enemy

And I keep drinking